The, The - Song Without An Ending lyrics

I like you... i think that you're pretty good But i think that you think, that i... Well... that i'm a bit undercooked. I'm lazy, i play silly jokes & go over the top. & one of these days it's gonna get me k**ed, & that will be my lot! I suppose i'd leave you alone, after a while, But i'll lie in my bed, feeding my head, Until i become - fairly intelligent. 100,000 people today were burned. I felt a pang of concern, - what are we waitin' for - a message of hope. - from the... pope! I think he got shot as well!!!! When everyday of your life, seems the same - as the last, & you know who you're gonna meet - & what they're gonna ask Then supposin' your legs just withered away & you had to somehow slide around on your Backside - for the rest of your days. 'imagine'... that you're happy now. It's easy if you try - because we're all caught Up in a mortifying loop - life.